We died in the Lethe, we shall be reborn by the grace of the Egg fountain.
A gigantic mountain, atop which the Earth, guardian goddess, our mother goddess, rules.
Earth is seated. She is brooding the egg of creation, the original egg, the cosmic egg. This egg is not made of stone, but of water.
According to the rites of the age, we penetrate the nymphaeum, then venture onto a small narrow footbridge and into the egg, exactly as Alice had to pass through the looking glass to enter the dream world.
Around the egg, there is the nymphaeum with wonderful, extremely powerful water vents.
This is the nymphaeum's interior passage which opens onto the rest of the garden.